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It’s not often that The Scent Critic sends another (straight) female writer into such a swoon that she all but makes a pass when getting within sniffing distance. (My colleague’s precise comment: ‘Whatever you’re wearing, it could really make me go for you…’) We have not, however, run away together (despite the fact that The [...]
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The Scent Critic, like most women, has always understood that fragrance is memory. From the evening when our mother first leans over our cot and we breathe her Chanel No. 5, we all associate smells with people, places and events we’ve loved. (Or sometimes hated.) I’ll never smell Shocking without being transported back to my [...]
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… for the current lack of postings. There is a wedding imminent in The Scent Critic’s home, this weekend, and currently the only fragrance you can discern around here is the smell of naked fear, as we all watch the weather forecast on an hourly basis. Back, with fragrant gloriousness, very soon.
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One day, once Steve Jobs figures out how, you’ll almost certainly be able to smell perfume reviews. (It may take till 2050, but hey.) If you could smell this review, you would also smell a background note of paint drying – because by declaring this Eat, Pray, Love fragrance week, The Scent Critic has slightly [...]
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Although I have restrained myself from opening each of the bottles for this week’s reviews until the day of putting digit to keyboard, I had a sneaking feeling (being a Yoga bunny and Indiaphile from way back) that I might fall for this element of Fresh’s Eat, Pray, Love edition in a big way – [...]
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